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Was it Only Yesterday - A Challenge from Billybuc
Was it really only yesterday when they were ten year old girls? So much had happened in their lives There had been, of course, their birth as twins. They had so much fun confusing people about their identity. Sometimes their own father couldn't tell them apart, though mother always could. Being mirror-image twins made it easier for them, more difficult for everyone else.
So much time spent in the apartment, after all they had six siblings. The apartment was small but it was home. When they were left alone it was with strict instructions, "stay away from the door to nowhere".
The door to nowhere looked pretty much like any other door in the apartment house but they dreamed about it since it was called "the door to nowhere". In their minds they wondered if nowhere was a place. Maybe a magical place with unicorns and dragons, maybe a dark place with no sun and no people.
When they were outside and looked at the door it seemed to hold no magic at all, but from the insidE it was something else. They often spoke about the door. They wondered if you had to be a certain age to go through the door. Maybe that was it, it was just a door for grown ups. They decided to ask Mrs. Juney next door, the old lady who lived alone. She wasn't overly friendly but always nice to the twins. They asked her if it was a special door to which she replied,
"No, its nothing special girls, it is just a door to nowhere," she said.
They asked their oldest sibling. Marilyn was almost fifteen and she knew everything. They thought for sure she'd know.
"The door to nowhere goes nowhere. I don't even know why they put the door there, probably just to scare little girls," Marilyn told them. They giggled but still wondered.
They had three brothers who like to play and roughhouse. They'd often see their brothers kicking the door or using it as a back stop but never did anyone open the door to nowhere. Of course their sisters never touched the door.
Everyone in the apartment house respected the door and left it alone. They would talk to each other about it wondering if everyone felt the same way they did. No one else ever talked about the door. They didn't like to share their thoughts with other people, not even their siblings, but they shared everything with each other including their thoughts about the door.
On several occasions their parents both worked at night. Their father worked overtime at the factory and their mother worked the night shift at the diner. Even though there were eight of them, five girls and three boys, they behaved very well. Their parents were not afraid to let their sister Marilyn babysit. Marilyn wasn't too happy about it but knew the family needed money and sometimes Mom would bring home left over treats for them to share the next day.
They were still watching television when Marilyn said, "okay, time for bed, everybody".
They knew better than to argue so raced to the bathroom and got there first. Teeth brushed, hair combed and pajamas on, they were ready for bed. Everyone went to bed on time for a change. Sometime in the middle of the night Sharon smelled smoke. She woke Sally and they both sat there wondering what to do. The smell was getting stronger so they ventured out of their bedroom and saw nothing. Quietly and carefully they opened the apartment door and saw flames coming from the stairway.
"Marilyn, Matthew, Sonny, Johnny, Carla, Stacy, get out of bed, there's a fire" they yelled as loud as they could.
Everyone came into the kitchen rubbing their eyes. They could smell the smoke. Marilyn told them not to panic just head for the stairs.
"No Marilyn, that's where the fire is," Sharon shouted.
"We have to go to the door to nowhere, its the only way," cried Sally.
"What about everyone else," asked Matthew?
They all looked at each other. There were other people living on this floor like old Mrs. Juney and they were probably sleeping too.
Marilyn then said, "Okay, boys you knock on the doors from 402 to 408 and girls you go from 403 to 407. Knock as hard as you can and scream as loud as you can. Then, run right back here so we can open the door to nowhere."
Everyone did as they were told and apartment dwellers came out of their apartments, smelled the smoke and saw the children running to the door. Marilyn pulled the lock back and unlocked the lock on the doorknob. The door actually opened easily. Matthew had taken the time to call 911 after knocking on his doors so they could hear sirens in the distance.
Once the door was open Marilyn instructed them to go one by one very carefully down the metal ladder outside the door to nowhere. Everyone saw the children exiting and followed them. By the time the last person was out of the building the firemen had arrived. Unfortunately the people on the other floors were not so lucky because they didn't have a door to nowhere.
Their parents cried they were so happy they were okay and they were so proud of their children's quick thinking.
"Eight Sanchez Children Receive Medals." That was what the newspaper headline said. Sharon and Sally thought this was the greatest thing. They had saved lives along with their siblings and now they were getting a medal, a real medal not the plastic kind the boys played with.
They dressed in their Sunday best and all walked to the Mayor's office. The whole City was there along with more newspaper people and camera people than the girls had ever seen. What a glorious day! What the eight Sanchez children didn't know was that along with their medals the City and Fire Department were giving each one of them a college scholarship! They watched as their parents cried tears of joy and each thanked the Mayor in turn.
Was it Really Only Yesterday?
It seemed like yesterday but those two ten year old girls that received the medals and college scholarships were now graduating from college. Each of the Sanchez children had excelled, or were excelling in college and graduations were always with honors. Now it was Sharon and Sally's turn.
Sharon was going to continue her studies in medicine to become a doctor and Sally a psychologist. They had made it their life's goal to help people. The feelings they had when the City acknowledge what they did stayed with them all these years and led them to want to always help people. They would never forget "the door to nowhere" which for them had become "the door to somewhere".
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